They lure you back in

You breathed a long sigh of relief as you shut down the last computer in the control booth, ready to get on the road and head home. You’d just grabbed your phone and keys, ready to lock up when suddenly you heard a crashing sound from the storage room. You nearly jumped out of your skin you were so startled, peeking through the blinds. “Oh, shit!” You cursed, seeing the set's tea table had fallen over. Probably from you loading all those heavy dolls on one side. Groaning exhaustedly, you pushed through the booth door and jogged to the set, sliding on your knees to pick the tea table back up but — “Oh, shit!” You repeated. All ten dolls fell out of their boxes! How the hell could that even happen? Ugh, never mind, you just gather the boxes up and then sort out the ten dolls on the floor.

You grab the Queen of Hearts off the floor first and examine it for damage. You sigh with relief and even give yourself a moment of peace to close your eyes. That’s when the doll in your hand straightened up and looked at you.

“Unhand me!” It barked. Your eyes bolted open as you looked at the doll, then scoffed.

“Stupid voice activation,” you mutter. You’re about to put her back down when you see the Maleficent doll sit up on her own.

“‘Stupid’?” Maleficent replies, looking up at you. “Is that any way to describe a woman’s voice, ladies?”

Your stomach tightened as she and the other eight dolls suddenly stood up on their own, right in front of your knelt position on the floor. Lady Tremaine, the Evil Queen and Mother Gothel sized you up, Ursula, Yzma and Cruella smiled with confidence, and Anastasia and Drizella gazed up at you with infatuation and excitement.

“You didn’t say he was so handsome, Maleficent,” Anastasia flirted.

“Yeah,” added Drizella, “I can’t wait to play with him.”

You creased your brow uncomfortably at the suggestive toys. “Jesus, this AI is really creepy,” you assured yourself.

“Mind your tongue, boy,” The Evil Queen warned, “And do as we say.”

“Whatever,” you rolled your eyes, assuming this must be some kind of glitch, or a fatigue-induced hallucination.

“How dare you disrespect us!” Yzma yelled, incensed.

“Do you know the punishment for refusing a queen?” The Evil Queen warned a final time.

“Yeah, yeah, yeah,” you ignored, grabbing the Evil Queen with your other hand to inspect her. The doll glared hatefully at you, while the others gasped in shock and firmed up their stances, ready for a fight. Their reactions gave you pause, a tense silence held until Maleficent looked appraisingly at her new army, then back up to you as her head tilted.

“Well then,” she said, “If he knows the consequences, he has chosen to accept them.”

You looked back at her, finally addressing her in the eyes. “…What?”

“Seize him.”